[written for me by a fan]

The Troup
The chill breeze of the morning air woke me from my fitful sleep. There wasn’t a part of by body that didn’t burn with the fire of pain. My shoulders felt like they were about to be pulled from their sockets where I had been hanging from the branch by my arms all night. I couldn’t touch the ground as my ankles had been tied to the ends of another branch effectively acting as a spreader bar.
As I couldn’t close my legs my charms were on full display to any passer-by.
My ass and pussy throbbed with agony where they had been brutally used by the gang of youths. Dried cum was encrusted to my thighs fro the copious amounts of spunk that had been pumped into me. My ass and tits showed the evil red stripes caused by the switch that had been used on me. The cold air only enhanced my pain as my nipples were plucked into full hardness.
Discarded newspapers, shed leaves and other detritus of the park swirled around me like spirits.
Hopefully my salvation would soon be at hand. As the morning sun chased away the darkness of the night, the deserted park started to show signs of human life.
But instead of rushing over to untie me from the tree they ignored me. Some even took out their phones to snap a picture of my predicament.
It must have been clear to them that I been gang raped. The cum running down my legs. My red and swollen pussy and my obscenely gaping bum hole. But the obscene writing all over my body using an indelible black marker pen would have made it obvious that I had been horribly used.
As the pain swamped my synapses again I drifted out of consciousness and relived my dreadful night.

It was early evening, cold and windy. All I wanted to do was get home in the warmth. I decided to use the short cut through park. OK I knew the park at this time of night wasn’t a place you want to be out alone, but I just wanted to get home as quickly as possible.
Thankfully the only other people in the park were a troop of Scouts.  As I got closer to them I could see the group consisted of three older boys and about a dozen younger boys
I could have had no idea how this group of innocents would impact on my life.
Looking back I still haven’t any idea why they picked on me. It wasn’t as if I was dressed particularly sexily. My jeans might have been a little tight and showed off my ass, but my shirt and jumper were the antithesis of sexy. Baggy and formless hiding my small breasts.
As much as a woman could be said to be asking for it, my attire did not scream ‘fuck me’.
Even when the Scout troop stood across my path I felt no sense of impending danger. I smiled sweetly at the boys as I passed between them. The look of fear on some of the younger faces should have been a warning that all was not as it seems.
The attack took me completely by surprise. I was grabbed from behind and a Scout scarf forced into my mouth and tied behind my head. The three older boys managed to overpower me with ease and then drag my struggling form to a stand of trees. Even when my jumper was pulled off I still thought that this was some foolish horseplay. My cries and speech were muffled by the gag as I was pushed against one of the thicker tree trunks. My arms were pulled behind me, around the trunk and ropes slipped over my wrists.
One thing you can rely on that boy Scouts do well is tie knots. I struggled with my bonds till my wrists were red and sore but it was clear that I wasn’t going anywhere. A further rope was tied to my ankles and passed around the tree trunk spreading my legs. One of the older boys stepped up to me. He seemed to be the leader of this group and I learned that his name was Phelps. The makeshift gag stifled my startled squeal as he mauled my small tits through my shirt. My squeal turned to a full-blown scream as he garbed the front of my shirt and ripped it open. Buttons clattered to floor like hailstones as my modest breasts bounced into view for these young eyes to feast on.
    “Hey piggy! Your tits are bigger than these pathetic mounds.” Phelps declared addressing a portly boy in the troop.
His hands felt like a vice as grasped and crushed my small breasts as if punishing me for having such small tits. His fingers twisted and pulled at my sensitive nipples as I screamed through the gag.
    “Does that hurt slut?” He asked me. All I could do was nod. “Let me get someone to kiss them better.”
He snapped his fingers and pointed at one the younger scouts.
    “Get up here and help the bitch out. Her tits needed to be kissed better”
The poor boy was almost shaking with fear as he stepped up before me. His lips were bone dry as they enveloped one of my tortured teats. Phelps made the boy suck from one nipple to other licking my sensitive flesh while his small hands groped my small breasts. As I writhed and contorted trying to get my breasts away from this young mouth. The rough bark of the tree scratched and scraped at my back through the thin protection of my shirt.
To my utter shame I could feel the sexual tension in my loins and the dampening of my panties.
Phelps pulled the young boys sucking mouth from my nipple with an audible ‘pop’. 
The older boy now stood before me, staring straight into my eyes as his dextrous fingers popped the button on my jeans. With deliberate slowness he slid my zipper down still staring straight at me.
He smiled when he saw my eyes fill with tears. He grabbed the sides of my jeans and pulled them down my legs till they were trapped just below my spread knees. To do this he had to squat down so that his face was right in front of my panty covered crotch. He pushed his nose into the damp cotton and took a deep sniff.
Fresh tears of shame ran down my cheeks.
He stood up till he was face to face with me once again.
This time his smile wasn’t one of domination. His smile told me that he knew I had become wet from a youngster sucking on my tits.
He reached down and started to rub my cunt through the damp cotton of my panties. Shame once again consumed as my pussy juice soaked into my panties. Shame turned to fear and panic as he brandished his scout knife in my face. The sharp blade made quick work of my delicate knickers. He pulled the scarf from my mouth and I took the opportunity to beg and pled with him.
    “Please Let me go. I’ve done nothing to deserve this. My God you’re still just kids.”
He pulled my ruined panties from my groin and forced them into my mouth before replacing the gag. My mouth was now filled with the squalled savoriness of my salacious sex secretions.  
Phelps once again snapped his fingers and pointed at one of the boys.
    “Get up here Williams.” He demanded.
Another young man stood quaking before me.. Phelps pushed him down onto his knees so that his face was just inches from my pussy. 
    “Lick the bitch out and get her ready for my cock.” He ordered.
I screamed ‘Nooo!” but my impassioned plea just came out as a confusing commotion.   
The next sound to be muffled by the gag was a long drawn out moan as his young tongue licked along the length of my salivating sex slit. A shudder quaked through my body as his inexperienced tongue rasped across my sensitive love button. The youngster didn’t even have to be told as his fingers pulled apart my slippery sex lips so he could get his tongue deeper into me.
I knew that if he carried on much longer I would shamefully cum. I begged him to stop, but of course I couldn’t be understood. His oral sex technique left a lot to be desired, but it adequate enough to get me off.  I stared to grind my cunt against his young face and moaned into my gag.
    “Look at the slut.” Phelps said. “She’s like all bitches, just a whore. You’re not here for your pleasure slut”
With that he pulled Williams young tongue from my needy cunt. I was pleased that I hadn’t shamed myself, but my main feeling was one of frustration at not having cum. 

I was unaware that Phelps had already removed his scout shorts and underwear till he stepped between my spread legs and aimed his impressive teenage cock at my vulnerable pussy. He bent his knees then thrush upwards impaling me on his wicked weapon. He took all of his malicious misogyny out on my poor pussy. Each thrust was designed to impart the maximum amount of pain onto my womanhood. Any lingering sexual need dissipated in the devastating assault on my delicate little cunny. The little bastard fucked me with brutal strokes while my tears streamed down my cheeks. His only concern was sating his lust and dashing his virginity against my pussy. His youthful vigour soon had him fucking me with ever vigorous thrusts. My mind made frenetic mental calculations about the fertility of womb, and I started to make frantic pleas for my reproductive system.
    “Please you can’t cum inside of me. I’m not protected you can’t get me pregnant.”
My pleading simply came out as a whining muffled cacophony. I knew that even if my words had been crystal clear the result would have been exactly the same. I filled the gag with my howling scream of anguish as I felt his teenage cock erupt inside of me bathing my cunt with the warmth of his potent cum.
Would a second rape be taking place deep inside my belly as his black hearted seed penetrated my vulnerable egg?
When he pulled out of me he was quickly replaced one of the other older boys. Apparently his name was Jackson. Like his mentor he fucked me without mercy. Each thrust was a statement of his dominance over me, a statement of my worthlessness a confirmation that I was nothing more than a cum dump. With a grunt he added his salacious seed to the roulette wheel of my probable impregnation.
    “I don’t want sloppy seconds.” The third of the elder youths declared. “Turn the bitch round.”
The complicated knots that had held me so securely seemed to dissipate like smoke as I was released from my bondage. I struggled and fought to maintain my new freedom. My nails raked skin and my teeth bit flesh. This just enraged Phelps. My head snapped back from the slap across my face. The remains of my shirt were torn from me and my jeans and panties pulled off my legs leaving me naked before these young men.  
My freedom was short lived as I pushed face first against the tree trunk and the insidious ropes refastened with impregnable knots.
Phelps felt the scratch marks on his cheek and looked at the blood on his fingers.
    “You fucking bitch you’ll pay for that.” He spat.
He snapped a thin branch from the tree and ripped away the leaves to leave himself with an effective switch.
My ass exploded in pain as he set about thrashing me for my minor rebellion. I lost count of the number of times the vicious branch landed across my tortured ass cheeks. When he was done punishing me Phelps took out his phone and took a picture of my inflamed ass and added to my humiliation by showing me the state of my derriere. My buttocks were criss-crossed with angry red wheals and fresh tears ran down my face.
    “The slut’s all yours.” Phelps told Gibson, last of the three older boys that hadn’t used me yet. 

The next cock I was to endure wasn’t destined for my pussy. I started to beg once again as the throbbing piece of man meat  pressed against the tight puckered little starfish of my most forbidden place.
My scream of pain would have echoed around the park if it hadn’t been for the gag of my own panties and the scarf. He drove his cock deep into my guts without mercy. My first venture into the sordid unnatural act of anal sex was met by stifled screams with each brutal thrust deep into my bowels. My tits were scraped across the rough bark with each stroke of his cock abrading my sensitive nipples just adding to cumulative pain my body was enduring. I prayed for him to cum quickly so that this abject agony would be over, but my prayer wasn’t answered. Thrust after brutal thrust reamed out my ruined rectum. I could feel sharp twinges of shocking pain in my busted bum hole as my anal rape went on for what seemed like an eternity. At long last his testicles twitched as he blasted his scolding cum up my abraded ass. As he pulled out I collapsed exhausted against the tree and yet more tears ran down my cheeks. This time when my bonds were released I simply fell to the ground totally spent.  The youth that had just raped me used my hair to pull me up to my knees and forced the cock that had just been up my ass into my mouth. I almost retched at the cocktail of foul tastes as my mouth cleansed his contaminated cock. They dragged me over to a thick fallen branch and pushed me down onto my back and tied my wrists to it. They pushed another long branch between my feet and tied my ankles to each end spreading me open. Phelps grabbed one of the youngsters and pulled off his shorts and underpants to reveal his small erection. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled my head up to the boy’s groin.
    “Suck him off slut.” He demanded.
I could see that the youngster had started crying. It was clear he was as reluctant as I was. I couldn’t do this to the poor guy so I kept my mouth firmly closed and shook my head in denial.
Phelps exploded in anger. He still had a clump of my hair in his hand and started to shake my head from side to side causing me to yelp in pain.
    “Listen up you stupid slut. You’re our dirty little fuck toy for the evening. You don’t get to say no to us. Now are you going to open up that whore mouth and suck him off like the filthy slag you are?”
I looked from Phelps’ red face full of rage to the poor youngster's crying face and once again I shook my head.
    “You don’t learn too quick do you bitch.” He said as he replaced my gag and then retrieved the evil switch that had so thoroughly thrashed my ass.  
If I thought the pain of the thin branch against my ass was bad it was nothing compared to the switch landing across my defenceless little tits. I writhed in agony as the branch stung across my small breasts again and again. My erect nipples seemed to take the brunt of his venomous violation. I was openly crying when he finished thrashing my poor tits but the sadistic brute wasn’t finished with me. His feet straddled my body facing towards my feet. I suddenly realised what he was about to do and I screamed into the gag that I would do anything he wanted. Even if he had understood my muffled capitulation I’m sure the result would have been the same.
The thin branch whistled through the air and landed on my splayed sex slit. My cunt became a raw nerve of skull splitting pain. The next blow landed right on my erect clit. The gag absorbed my loudest scream yet. Three more lashes and Phelps was done. My poor pussy had become a pulped pit of pain.
Now when the brute pulled my head up by my hair and tore the gag from my mouth my lips eagerly engulfed the little cock. My mouth expertly bobbed up and down on his teenage erection. It was obviously his first blow-job so he didn’t last too long before he filled my mouth with his salty offering. Phelps had already prepared another scout and his cock replaced the deflating one already slipping out of my mouth. After I had sucked him to completion Phelps pulled another of the younger Scouts forward, but this one was far from reluctant. He quickly stripped out of his shorts and underwear and knelt between my spread legs. I franticly shook my head and begged through my gag as he presented his virgin cock to my bruised and battered cunt.
With a single thrust he dashed his purity against my pussy. What he lacked in experience he more than made up for in youthful vigour. He fucked me with fast hard strokes as he sought his release, the first time he filled a girl’s pussy with his cum. I shook my head as he approached his climax, it looked like another billion egg assassins were about to be pumped into my vulnerable womb. I was going to be extremely lucky if I escaped this ordeal without a swollen belly full of rape baby. His little balls twitched again and again as he ejaculated in my body.

Phelps organised a train of eager and not so eager young cocks to use my mouth and cunt.
Spunk flew everywhere. In my face, in my hair, across my tits and belly and most devastating of all up into my fertile unprotected pussy. The last two young scouts splattered their spunk down my throat and into my baby-making factory.
So many young virginity’s disintegrated on my reluctant body.
I was gang-raped into utter submission. As I lay there I had never before felt so used and degraded, but I knew my descent was far from over.
    “Let’s show you boys how you really treat a slut like this.” Phelps announced to the younger boys.

My bonds were released and I as pulled up on to my knees. Phelps, Jackson and Gibson surrounded me, their hard cocks waving in my face waiting to be sucked. Any morsel of resistance that I had left in my body had been fucked out of me. I didn’t beg, didn’t try to escape I just dutifully sucked on each of their cocks like the good little fuck toy I had become. Soon due to my oral ministrations all three of the cocks were as hard as rock.
Phelps lay down on his back his cock sticking up like a flagpole. I knew what he wanted and submissively I straddled his rampant erection and impaled my sore cunt on to his throbbing column of man muscle. I winced with pain as I rode his cock my little tits bouncing with the rhythmical precision of a metronome. Phelps pulled me forward exposing the puckered entrance to my ass. Jackson needed no further invitation. This time my howling scream filled the park as he rammed his cock deep into my rectum. My poor little bum hole was still tender from my earlier introduction to sodomy so each heartless stroke of his cock burned in my bowels like fire. Each thrust deep into my ass dragged another scream from my throat.
    “Gibson, shut the slut up.” Phelps ordered.
The boy pulled my head up and rammed his hard cock down my throat dulling my pained screams to muffled moans.
My descent into slutdom had been completed. Here I was servicing three young cocks at once like a worthless whore.  
    “Ugh! I’m about to cum.” Gibson announced.
    “Cum all over the slag’s face.” Phelps demanded.
Gibson pulled his cock from my mouth so that I was staring directly at the piss hole on the tip of his penis. He gave his cock a couple of rubs and it erupted like a geyser all over my face. His filthy sticky spunk splattered all over my face, into my eyes up my nose and into my hair. He grabbed a handful of my hair and used it wipe his cock clean, for that final cleanse he pushed his deflating cock back into my mouth and used my tongue to remove the last vestiges of his vile cum from his cock.
The cock up my ass was the next to defile me. The insides of my brutalised bowels had been rubbed red raw and the caustic saline spunk was like battery acid as it poured into my ruined rectum. The park once again resounded with my screams of pain.
When Jackson pulled his deflating penis from my ass one cock remained violating my body. Phelps rolled over with his cock still in me so that I was now under him. He started to pile-drive his raping rod into my aching sore pussy with vicious uncaring thrusts. I knew that begging him not to cum in my ripe unprotected pussy would be pointless so I didn’t even attempt it. His balls thumped against my upturned ass with rhythmic slap slap slap as he fucked me hard. My poor pussy lips were so red and swollen that I winced in pain with each brutal thrust. He started to groan and his violation of my cunt became even more frenetic. He buried his cock deep into my pussy so the tip was at the very entrance to my womb, He let out a yell as his cock exploded inside of me. His seed laden cum splattered across my cervix filling every nook and cranny of my cunt. His balls twitched again and again as he filled my pussy with his semen. He pulled out of my gaping gash and splattered a final salvo of sticky spunk across my stomach and tits.    
I wasn’t allowed to just lay there. Hands grabbed my wrists and pulled me to my feet. I was dragged over to a horizontal branch. Ropes were thrown over the branch and tied to my wrists so that hung from the tree by my arms. My ankles were again tied to the spreader branch so that my feet could just about touch the floor. My dirty panties were pushed back into my mouth and the scarf retied around my head once again gagging me.
But Phelps hadn’t finished with me yet, He took out a black permanent marker pen and wrote across my forehead. Next he wrote across my small tits, belly and just above my cunt. He stepped behind me and wrote across my shoulders, back, the top of my thighs and across my ass. When he had finished he took out his phone and photographed his handy work. I was horrified when I saw what he had written on my body. As he scrolled through the pictures tears filled my eyes.

The word CUNT had been scrawled across my fore head and TITLESS WHORE across my small breasts. PUT A RAPE BABY IN MY BELLY was written across my stomach and SPUNK IN MY CUNT across the top of my pussy.
RAPE ME was written across my shoulders and WHEN YOU FUCK ME MAKE IT HURT across the small of my back. Finally DO ME UP THE ASS was written across my bum and CUM DUMP across the back of my thighs. I knew that the indelible ink would take weeks to get rid off and I sobbed openly at this final humiliating act.
The Scout troop left me hanging there Jackson, Gibson and Phelps were laughing their heads off as they disappeared from view.

Despite my predicament and the cold evening air I started to doze off through utter exhaustion.
I was rudely awoken my rough callused hands groping my tiny tits. When I opened my eyes I saw dirty tramp man-handling my breasts. I screamed and begged for him to help me, but it just came out as a muffled moan. His wiry beard scratched and my tit flesh as his toothless maw slobbered all over my hard erect nipples. Thankfully the gag saved me from having him kiss me. He stepped behind me and I heard the rustle of clothing as he dropped his trousers. He pulled my ass cheeks apart and pressed his cock at my puckered little starfish. Again my begging sobs were absorbed by the gag, as was my howling scream as he forced his hard cock deep up my ass. He was much better endowed than either Gibson or Jackson so my poor little bum hole was being violently stretched open. He reached around me and another scream was still born on the gag as his strong hands crushed my small breasts.
    “Tit-less cunt.” He grunted between thrusts. “Still at least you have a nice tight ass.”
He released my right tit but still abused my other breast. He reached down between my spread legs and rammed three dirty fingers into my swollen sore cunt. He finger fucked me without any finesse for a few minutes while his big cock destroyed my ass. Then he changed tack on my cunt. I sighed with relief when he pulled his fingers from pussy, but my relief was short lived. Another scream was dragged from my throat as he spanked my spread cunt lips. Again and again his open hand landed across my already punished pussy. My clit was still sore and tender from my Scout gang rape and now it was being slapped mercilessly. I shook my head from side to side sending my tears flying. The abuse to my tit and cunt ended when he grabbed my hips so that he could jackhammer his cock into my tortured ass. I cried out as a third load of caustic cum seared my ruined rectum.
    “Thanks for the fuck slut.” He said as he pulled out and replaced his tatty trousers.
I could feel his dirty spunk running down the back of my thighs as I was finally left alone.
It was at that moment that I realised I was nothing more than just three fuck holes. A worthless piece of fuck meat to be used and abused.
I started crying all over again till I fell back into a fitful sleep for the rest of the night, my dreams were filled with the reality of my new position.